In the evening

She calls for time

A beckoning

Upon each cozy corner

Talking ones ??a cocking hit??

Oh oh

In the morning

She crosses lines

??Of cocking pitch??

??A fatting?? moment

A child in chime

A locking hitch

Oh oh

If you chance to break your neck

Upon the slippery what the heck

Your older will stand in line

And break their necks all the time

Oh oh

And so take another drink

Everybody please stand back

And pray godspeed and dare to move

La la la lo lo lo

Oh oh

Gurgling, gurgling all the way home